Cletus Venom Mga Nobela at Kwento

"The woman is still somewhere in this building. He must've followed her when she was tracking you." Leto charged in before Brandon could say anything. He hardened his hand with diamond skin and sent a punch to Brandon, who used both arms to shield himself. The cracking sound of broken bones echoed into the room as Brandon staggered backward, keeping his stance despite his broken arms. Vincent jumped in the air, bringing his left foot forth, but Leto easily caught his foot. Vincent swung his hand, clawing into Leto's diamond-hardened arm. The claws were able to scratch into Leto's arm, making him grin in enthusiasm. Black blood dripped to the floor, indicating the venom worked perfectly again

My eyes turned wide in shock to hear him as the Night Rider. That means Cresseda and Denver and others who have been killed were by him? I lost my balance as I fell on the ground looking with a shocking expression at him. Just then Priam, Junnie, Brad, William came there along with a few knights and men. Soon after Professor Dunston and others came there too. They have the same expression as mine on their faces. Luna said in a growl-" he is Venom, the most Merciless creature!!! He is the cause of this plague...

I explain. Kaine starts to get up but I shove him back onto the bed. "You need to rest, Crightus venom can stay in your blood for days even with a healer's magic," I tell him. "What the hell is a Crightus?" he mutters. "That's what we call the monsters with venom glands. The venom induces partial paralysis in your brain, usually affecting your motor functions which can have psychological side effects like hallucinations." He stares at me blankly. "Are you doing that on purpose, or do you really think I'm smart enough to understand a word of what you just said?" He chuckles.

Carlos a answered with venom in his eyes. Xx___xX

When the first guard rounded the corner, Caelum tilted his head with that same unhurried elegance—a predator savoring the hunt. "Good evening," he said softly, almost cordial, before his palm shot forward like a striking viper. The heel of his hand crushed the vampire's windpipe. Cartilage crumpled. The body collapsed without ceremony, a wet thud against blood-slicked stone. The next two came in quick succession, fangs bared, claws extended. They might as well have been walking into their own graves. Caelum moved like death given form—silent, merciless, beautiful in his lethality.

'There's nothing else to use. Venom enters the kitchenette, sneering angrily, and laughs at the pen, blunt knife and wooden spoon. He walks slowly towards us, and I throw the salt in his face burning his eyes. He lunges towards me, unable to see, and he tries to grab me. Hailey runs behind Venom and hits him across the head with the wooden spoon, snapping it in half.

Hellcat was using knives because she was practically perfect in using it just like Scar who was using knives too. Her nails are typically long and dangerous since it consist of ten different poisonous substance.....but she mostly use it on their victims. Though they all use guns too. Blaze was using the weightlift on his own. Venom was busy resting on a Massage table. Just then onyx came in breathing heavily... "Why are you just coming, Late comer!" Venom asked raising his head. "Gosh!" Onyx exclaimed. "Let him be vee, he's always late!" Blaze chirped in.

The venom dripping from their fangs ate straight through the stone wherever it fell. These were feral beasts corrupted by dark energy, and toxic fumes filled the air in an instant. Kaelen stepped forward without hesitation, positioning his large body firmly in front of Eira. He swung his Blackrock greatsword, sending a gust of wind crashing into the lead rats. Crunch! The creatures were smashed into pulp, yet their deadly venom exploded outward at the same time. Dark green liquid splattered across the back of Kaelen’s hand. Even shielded by his earth primal power, the high-grade corrosive venom burned through his skin. Flesh split open, revealing pale white bone beneath.

Klaus collapsed forward into the dirt, gasping for air, his massive body trembling as the dark violet venom continued to paralyze his limbs. "Elena..." he wheezed, his golden vision fracturing as he watched her step directly into the monster's reach. The moment the entity’s black-veined fingers made contact with the soft skin of Elena’s neck, a violent, freezing shockwave of pure, anti-spiritual agony ripped through her entire system. It felt as if a thousand iron needles were being driven directly into her veins, pumping the Weaver’s rotten, sulfurous ink into her pristine Moonlight core. Her vision instantly turned a dark, weeping purple, the ancestral voices in her head screaming in a cho

Something that glowed faintly green. "Vampire poison," he said. Smiling. "Extracted from wolfsbane mixed with silver. Lethal to vampires in seconds. Lethal to vampire sympathizers in minutes." He aimed at Uncle Cas. "Let's see how integration fares when Castellan is dead." He fired. Uncle Cas dodged. Mostly. The poison bullet grazed his shoulder instead of hitting center mass. But even a graze was—bad. Uncle Cas stumbled. Went to one knee. The poison spreading visible through his veins. Green. Glowing. Deadly.